LINFA

Stesura: Novembre 2003

And I feel a pain
in my breast.
Can you hear my heart
groaning 'cause of the stabs
that sadness gives it?

So I live this life
crawling...
and I live my love
embracing the bunch of sharp thorns
which you gave me in that day...

Without knowing myself,
I roam in this mysterious place...
I feel lost
and I'm just trying to cry
'cause I wanna be a stream
of elusive thoughts,
for you...

I just wanna catch
a fraction of happiness
and I wanna see
the cradle of my stabling pain
burning and being reduced to ash...
'cause I don't wanna feel it anymore...

Come i rami spezzati di un albero
ricadono a terra, sulle radici, e,
marciti, andranno ad alimentare
una linfa vitale,
a reinverdire le fresche foglie
che presto si seccheranno e cadranno
divenendo esse stesse nutrimento
per le loro future sorelle...
così il dolore dà vita ad altro dolore...
sofferenza... per l'eternità...

Now I'm passing away...
Good-bye...
But I feel my life
leaving so softly this body
and it seems so light to me,
while my body is becoming heavier and heavier...